(_To the moaning acolytes._) Be silent! Your priests
sinned strangely.
[_The acolytes continue to moan._
[_Enter one of the_ QUESTIONERS. _He has sweat on his face and his hair
has become damp and unkempt._
QUESTIONER: We have asked the Seven Questions.
KING: Well?
QUESTIONER: They have not answered.
KING: Not answered!
QUESTIONER: Neither man has confessed.
KING: Oho! Do I keep Questioners that bring me no answers?
QUESTIONERS: We questioned them to the uttermost.
KING: And neither man confessed?
QUESTIONER: They would not confess.
KING: Ask them the Supreme Question.
[_The acolytes break out into renewed moaning._
QUESTIONER: It shall be asked, O King.
[_Exit_ QUESTIONER. _The acolytes moan on._
KING: They would have made me drink of a poisoned cup. I say there is
poison in that cup. Your priests would have had me drink it. (_The
acolytes only answer by moans._) Bid them confess. Bid them confess
their crime and why it was done, and the Supreme Question shall be
spared them. (_The acolytes only answer by moans._) Strange! They have
done strangely. (_To acolytes._) Why has your priest spoken falsely?
(_The acolytes only moan._) Why has he spoken falsely in the name of the
gods? (_The acolytes moan on._) Be silent! Be silent! May I not question
whom I will? (_To himself_).
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